I have booty shorts and a rock collection — I could probably never be your woman.

I've lived alone in my studio for about a year and a half now and guess what? I love it. I want to be buried here. No offense to anyone I've ever lived with, but if you put a gun to my head and made me choose between repeating my middle school experience or living with a roommate again, guess what I'd chose? Cyanide pill. That's how much I love not having a roommate.

Why do I love not having a roommate? Um, gee, I don't know. Perhaps because I can eat cereal for breakfast, lunch and dinner without a smug roommate shooting me dirty looks from the kitchen while they cook "chicken", "vegetables" or other such "proteins" and "nutrients"? Or maybe because I can plop down on the couch and watch a Deadliest Catch marathon and drink grain alcohol from 5:00pm until whenever I pass out, free of judgment? Or perhaps because I can wear my Second Skin (Fall & Winter: wife beater and Jack Daniels pajama pants; Spring & Summer: wife beater, booty shorts and thigh-high knit socks.) (Seriously. Find me an outfit more comfortable than one of those two and I will blow my head off because my entire universe just folded in upon itself.) day in and day out without feeling like a total slob? Although to be fair, I did recieve the following text message last week from College Roommate Danielle:

I am totally wearing thigh socks and teeny pajama shorts dancing around the room drinking tequila. and it makes me think how i used to LOVE when you would put on your thigh socks pajama shorts and dance with your t-square! I for reals miss you.

And shortly thereafter:

Wow, I really hope you remember doing that otherwise I sound SUPER gay right now.

Of course I remember that. Because I still do it. And save for Danielle because we're kind of gay for each other, I couldn't with a roommate.

When I tell people that I live alone, I usually get one of two reactions:

1.) The person gives me a knowing look and says, "Living alone is (or, must be) awesome."

or 2.) The person looks horrified and in only a slightly judgmental tone says, "OH GOSH, I could never live alone—you must get so lonely."

I don't understand that. Because I have friends; I just don't want to live with them. And to be fair, they probably wouldn't want to live with me. Because my personality is a lot like cigarettes: not immediately addictive and hazardous to your health upon prolonged exposure. I just think it works better for all parties involved when I live alone. Which kind of worries me and adds to my whole emo "I'M NOT LOVABLE!!!!" life-fear that was seriously exacerbated upon turning 25. When I moved back home from New York, I had a sit-down with my parents (married 37 years last Thursday) and was honestly like, "How the FUCK do you live with another human being for that long?" It boggles the mind. Because as my last blog post can attest, I can't be alone for 37 minutes without wanting to break my lease if it means getting away from myself. I remember them giving me a really good and comforting answer at the time, but I can't remember what it was for the life of me. So fuck me.

But the point being, in the entirety of my living alone, I've only gotten lonely twice. The first time was, of course, during the Snowpocalypse. Because that was a long time to be shut-in alone. (Although said loneliness was quickly remedied when I threw my ironic Barack Hussein Snowbama party and when Helena snowed herself in with me for the last half of the week, bless her heart.) The second time I got lonely happened this past week.

I was taking a little break from my productivity streak to clean my apartment (being productive even when taking a break from being productive? The end is nigh.) and guess what ultra randomly came on my iTunes shuffle? White Town's "Your Woman". And I swear to god, I said (out loud and to know one in general) "HOLY SHIT" and looked around my apartment for someone to be like, "OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!1 DO YOU REMEMBER THIS SONG?>!1?!?!" with.

That was a lonely moment. Because, OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!1 DO YOU REMEMBER THAT SONG?>!1?!?! I mean, talk about things that transport you directly back to middle school. Fuck chamomile tea; listening to that song was like stepping into a time machine. I can remember exactly where I was the first time I heard it: I was in my mom's car, the radio was on and she was giving me and Teresa a ride to Lake Forest mall, where I was probably going to spend my allowance on rocks at the Natural Wonders store. (Yes I had a rock collection. No I don't want to talk about it.)

I have such vivid memories of being so utterly confused by that song. And apparently it doesn't take a lot to confuse the gender norms of an 11-year-old girl because I was very much like, "I DUN'T GET IT! THE WORDS ARE 'I COULD NEVER BE YOUR WOMAN,' BUT A MAN'S SINGING IT! WHHHHHAAAAA?!?!?!" This was of course before the days when you could Google song lyrics, so I distinctly remember working it out in my head and reasoning, "Maybe he's saying 'I could never be A woman.' That would make sense. Because boys can't be girls. BOYS CAN'T BE GIRLS!!!!!" Nowadays nothing shocks these young kids, what with the Katy Perry kissing girls and liking it and Brandon Flowers and his whole, "somebody told me that you had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend that I had in February of last year" conundrum. Back in my day we had White Town. And we were confused, thank you very much. Simpler times...

It now being 2010 and the future with our hovercrafts and meals in pill form and silver go-go boots and all, I decided to utilize our advances in technology to eradicate my 11-year-old confusion about White Town and the song "Your Woman" via Google once and for all. AND EVERY FACT I LEARNED BLEW MY MIND MORE THAN THE LAST. Behold:

That's what the gender-bending, sex pot voice of White Town looks like?! Are you fucking kidding me? He looks like Al Roker pre lap-band surgery. For some reason I always imagined him looking like Boy George, circa Worried About the Boy:
Which thereby makes me feel even more country that anybody who breaks gender stereotypes must automatically look like Boy George in my mind.

2.) According to the FAQ section of the official White Town website, this is what "Your Woman" is about:

I love 'Your Woman' *BUT* what is it about??? Are you a man/woman/transsexual?

Ummmm ...well, that's a toughie. When I wrote it, I was trying to write a catchy pop song that had more than one perspective. Although it's written in the first person that viewpoint isn't the same as it may
sound. So, these are *some* of the things it's about:
Being a member of an orthodox Trotskyist / Marxist movement (as I was for three years in the 80s).
Being a straight guy in love with a lesbian (ditto).
Being a gay guy in love with a straight man.
Being a straight girl in love with a lying, two-timing, fake-ass Marxist.

The hypocrisy that results when love and lust get mixed up with highbrow ideals :-)

First and foremost, discussing Marxist/Trotskyist ideals in the same sentence as an emoticon is sort of a hard pill to swallow.

Secondly, Jesus Christ. "The hypocrisy that results when love and lust are mixed up with Marxist/Trotskyist ideals"? That sounds like something that would come out of the mouth of someone I'd date because he's an artist and just had a show at Galapago's and we can be nonconformist and artsy together. Except when I say that I'm nonconformist and artsy, I mean that I want to be reincarnated into Tom Servo and would rather sit at home and eat Hot Pockets than go to a thumpin' club—more commonly called being a "loser"—and when I say he's
nonconformist and artsy, I mean he talks about things like "the hypocrisy that results when love and lust get mixed up in highbrow Marxist/Trotskyist ideals"—more commonly called being an "asshole." And yet, I agree to let him stay with me in DC for the weekend because I haven't had sex since the '00s and why the hell not, except I forget that he talks about things like "the hypocrisy that results when love and lust get mixed up in highbrow Marxist/Trotskyist ideals" and suddenly setting myself on fire is seems like a completely viable option for getting myself out of this situation. Unfortunately, I don't have renter's insurance, so instead I make Andrew of The Great Juno Debate come hang out with us because I don't trust myself to be alone with him without stabbing either him, myself, or a combination of both of us in the eye with a salad fork and then that night when we go out, I make every single person I've ever met come with and threaten Dan and Andrew Not The Great Juno Debate with bodily harm when they want to go home at the completely reasonable hour of 3 o'clock in the morning.

That's a totally hypothetical situation, by the way.

3.) In everything I read about White Town, lead singer Jyoti Prakash Mishra makes a point of mentioning that they're a "self-financed band." I don't get that. Why would you want to draw attention to the fact that you're self-financed? Isn't that just pointing out that nobody wants to invest in your project? Although I might just be projecting because this is a "self-financed blog."

4.) The White Town Wikipedia page was last edited at 9:15pm on May 5, 2010. Which makes me laugh. Because I bet it was by someone who's name rhymes with Schyoti Schrakash Shishra.

I find it shocking that White Town has 1,481 fans on Facebook. Because that means 1,481 people are willing to publicize to the world that they are one of the 1,481 fans White Town has on Facebook. (Kimberly and Joe: I'm lookin' at you.)

How bad do I want an official White Town mug? Rull bad.

7.) You know how on Bravo reality shows, there's that jaunty little jazz music that plays when one scene is transitioning to the next? I've decided that if Bravo ever gave me my own reality TV show, this is what I'd want to play during my scene transitions instead (before you press play, close your eyes and picture me walking out of my apartment on my way to brunch with big sunglasses on and Ichabod the Rasta Pug in a Sorr About the Bag tote at my side):

I mean, am I wrong in thinking that a Nintendo-ized version of "Your Woman" is just nerdy and cracked out enough to be the soundtrack to my everyday life?

Bravo TV, you know where to reach me. (...At the Natural Wonders store in Lake Forest Mall.)


No Name said...

I am SO
SO SO SAD that THAT is what the lead singer of white town looks like.
WHAT?! Ugh. :(

Also, I love living alone. For the reasons you stated, and because I can go to the bathroom with the door open.

Tasha said...

Hilarious post as usual!

'Your woman' has recently been remixed and was no. 1 in the singles chart here in the UK, I'm ashamed to say. Have a look at 'Wiley - ft Emili, Your Woman'.

Anonymous said...

thank GOODNESS you're home, baby meg!!! missed you!

Anonymous said...

Wow, tears today. Your post left me in tears. Tears of laughter and joy! Brilliant. Also, if it makes your inner 11 year old feel better, I was 15 when it came out and I also went through the same confused thought process with the lyrics.

Elisa said...

I remember dancing to that song in my parnet's living room when I was 9. WHY mom and dad, WHY?! Why would you let your 9 year old daughter dress up in her dance costumes and shake her hips to that song? There may or may not be a direct correlation/causation relationship between that moment and some of my ex-boyfriends asking me if I'm secretly bisexual.

Good God. This post is like a therapy session.

Hails said...

Slow clap.


Brandi said...

Yeahhh, I may or may not be babysitting and I may or may not have just died laughing on the couch reading this instead of seeing if the little anklebiter has climbed out of his crib. Meghan McBlogger: keeping kids (un)safe since 2010!

Bonnie said...

Meg, does meglet have anything to do with the book a wrinkle in time???

Sarah said...

So, I get up this morning (at 9, which is kind of like waking up in the afternoon when you have 3-year-old twins, but which I get to do because my husband is laid off and I work from home) ... Anyway, I get up this morning, and the first thing my husband says to me is, "That blog, 2birds1blog, you like? Your girl wrote a post today that is right. up. your alley. I think you're really going to enjoy it."
So, then I read this post, and I'm like, "Damn it," because it is.
And so often I read your blog and think, "Turn around, Meg. Change your path. I'm you six years in the future, and your kids turn out really weird."
Seriously. Get yourself a Vera Bradley tote and a manicure and a roommate and an eyelash curler before it's too late and you're 31, in yoga pants and a "Green is the New Black" T-shirt, checking a blog every day to see if the 'Sorr About the Bag' bag has been released.

Love in the Dumps said...

Wow. Thank you for that intro. White Town will be making the rounds in my little universe.

ryan said...

as usual, i fell in and out of love with meg about 7 times during the course of this post.

emily said...

cannot. FATHOM. ever. having. a roommate. again. and also seriously considering having separate bedrooms if i ever get married. just sayin.

Anonymous said...

Uh. This song totally came on my pandora not AN hour after reading this blog. Just needed to share.

Casey said...

Thank you, thank you, thank you for this post. I too was a confused little 13 year old when this song came out. I loved it, but I just. didn't. get. it. Who knew that I'd only have to wait 12 years for this issue to be resolved? 2birds1blog: solving the decade-long gender-bending questions that have plagued us all.

Anonymous said...

Wow...this post explains and changes EVERYTHING

When I was 12 and heard this song (and loved it!) I had no questions about the singer's sexual identity...because I thought it was a woman singing it with one of those YakBak voice changer things

I didn't have a sheltered childhood. honest.

Unknown said...

holy shit i TOOOO loved that song but was SOOOO confused as a catholic schooled middle schooler. im glad that marxist clarified the lyrics?? and does he HAVE to look like al roker?! disapointment jointment : /

Anonymous said...

I'm surprised you didn't mention the most surprising bit of all: that the lead singer of a band called white town isn't...well...white.....

Meg @ write meg! said...

Oh my gah, that was The Song in middle school! And you're right: completely gender-bendingly confusing. I love that we're the exact same age and all of your pop culture references, past and present, make me want to stand up and shout, "I KNOW, RIGHT?!"

Anonymous said...

for some reason whenever I hear White Town's "Your Woman" I always think it should be remixed with POE's "Hey Pretty"

Daniel said...

I'm about ready to listen to BS until 3am just to see you again.

lizzy said...

has anyone else seen the movie "i could never be your woman" with paul rudd and michelle pfifer? the song is featured (of course). oh, the movies you find on at odd hours...

2b1b: The sardonic voice of 20-somethings everywhere, Monday through Friday. said...

I'm about ready to listen to BS until 3am just to see you again.

Lunch tomorrow with CK??

Anonymous said...

I"ll have you know that I read this post early this morning and have had the White Town song running on repeat through my head up to this moment, as we speak. And I don't even hate it.

Holly said...

I downloaded that song about two months ago during one of my itunes binges and it has made the rounds in a power hour two since then. I'm glad you cleared up the real meaning since I always wanted to know but never made the effort to google it.

By the way, that creepy ass video with the dominatrix Q-bert is the scariest damn thing I've seen in a while.

Anonymous said...


the fact that you referenced both white town and mst3k in the same post just reconfirms why this is my favorite blog. Keep up the fantastic work :-)

Laurie said...

I LOVE living alone! After having college roommates and regular apartment roommates, and then living alone... I would never go back to having a roommate again! I like my space!

Also, loved that White Town song in high school and definitely thought it was MY song and could identify with it... what?!? Totally did NOT know what it was really about apparently! Yikes.

Jenna said...

You are one funny girl. I'm with you on the living alone. I've got roommates again now and I die a little every day remembering how glorious living alone was.

Anonymous said...

no-post tuesday is the new no-post monday? it's only ok because tomorrow is sorr about the bag wednesday.

Mrs. P said...

i loooved living alone! I called it my "naked years." Every day after work, I'd get naked. My blinds were always drawn and the year-round temperature was a balmy 73 degrees. I'm married now and have a roommate for life. ENJOY it now while you can! :D

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Anonymous said...

natural wonders!!!! omg...i can't believe i forgot that store existed!! all time fav. and yes, i also had a rock collection. forget this song, natural wonders takes me back! thank youuu

~B said...

must reiterate that its amazing you mentioned mst3k. That made my day.
Also, living alone is the best thing I could have done.

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